Slow turn out on the corner
I will paint your picture and post it in the street
And you can best believe
I'll kill you like I want to
I will bury you in deepAll the thoughts I think of you are constant now
Stones will cover up your eyes and keep you from the sea...Now everyone's on top of it
You're runnin' from a gamble
Even the nosy neighbors turn
I'll mark my lesson learnedAll the thoughts I think of you are constant now
Crowds will gather in their black dress, sing a melody...How you cleared the room that night, broke the mirror and spilled the wine
And when your mother died, made me sign the line
My body still, against my willYou're dirty, sick. I don't exist.Ooh ooh ooh, ahh ahh ahh ahh
Ooh ooh ooh, ahh ahh ahh ahh
You'll never come back
You'll never come back!